Genetic Influences Third Installment
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I was inspired to write this story after reading Skin Deep by Mark McDonald. I wish to offer him thanks for writing such a superb tale. I was greatly intrigued by the idea of someone undergoing a radical altering of his genetic code, which transformed him into an entirely different person changing even his gender. I found myself pondering what would and would not change after such a metamorphosis. I even pulled my old textbook on the brain and behavior to assist me in remembering some...
Girl Meets World - New Influences[Takes place during: Girl Meets Demolition]Have you ever had one of those days when you sit by the bay window in your room with your best friend and you two try to come up with a good scheme to make money by selling all of your clothes? Well, that's what happened to Riley Matthews and Maya Hart. Riley and Maya came up with a good scheme to sell all of their clothes and where did they sell their clothes at? A certain little clothing store called Demolition. The...
Slave to Genetics By Bloodhand Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, all characters are inventions of the authors own mind and if you think this plot is real, go check into a psych place. This work is not aimed at people under the age of 18, and they probably shouldn't be reading it. If you want to share this, please let me know, and don't charge for access, unless I get a reasonable cut, also, keep this disclaimer and the text in full. A maximum of 10% of the total or one chapter...
"'Mr. Green, Thank you for applying to the Genetic Excellence Scholarship program. Your DNA satisfied 26/74 parameters. We regret to inform you that you have not met the requirements to receive GES funding,'" read Caleb, the third of the group to read his Genetic Excellence Scholarship application results, "I guess my jizz isn't up to par, either." He tossed his letter onto the stack. Caleb's DNA had the worst results so far, failing to meet Jon's 31 or Chris' 32. "That just leaves Zac," Jon...
GayToday was to be the day. All of the tests, the hypotheses and fights with ethical groups had been, either worked out with scenarios considered, probed and prodded, or just discarded. Elaine, or just Laney to her group of friends, was ready. A small thrill of fear and doubt coursed through her, but she pushed it to one side and revelled in the luxury of the no expense spared comfortable room. “Hi Laney, would you like anything?” The mechanical and electronically filtered voice of Trisha...
This is my third installment about my affair with my uncle’s wife aunt D. This is not necessarily in sequence or following the timeline. I’m jumping randomly through our 8 years of secret relationship.At this point I was 20 years old and about 3 years into our secret affair. Aunt D was 32 and has even bloomed more beautifully and gorgeously. It had been about 5 months since we last had sex and I was so horny for her. I was still in school while partly working and staying in their store just...
Today was to be the day, all of the tests, the hypothesis and fights with ethical groups had been either worked out with scenarios considered, probed and prodded, or just discarded. Elaine, or just Laney to her group of friends, was ready. A small thrill of fear and doubt coursed through her, but she pushed it to one side and revelled in the luxury of the no expense spared comfortable room. "Hi Laney, would you like anything?" The mechanical and electronically filtered voice of Trisha came...
I knew my friend had to work again today so I was planning on just driving home when he left for work at 1 o'clock, as a matter of fact while he and I where sitting at the kitchen table eating his parents broke the news to Andrew that he had to babysit his two younger siblings as well as Cameron and Alex because the adults were going to the outlet malls about 90 miles away. Andrew immediately protested this crying out "Well why can't I go to the outlets too?! I don't want to be stuck here...
It has been some 3 months since the last time I had sex with aunt D. My uncle have not taken any trip outside Manila lately and I'd been so horny. That weekend was a local festival and some of the crew who runs uncle's 5 cargo trucks were in their house for celebration. They were drinking and watching old boxing fights. Aunt D serve them with wine and food. She was wearing shorts and a white shirt with no bra underneath. The outline of her very nice tits and sharp nipple, and her perfectly...
Friday 7th February, 2020; 16:11 I'd never really got along with my parents, even at the best of times. I'd thought them overly strict, old-fashioned and unsympathetic. They'd thought of me as lazy, ungrateful and lacking in any sort of plan for the future. I suppose it shouldn't have come as a surprise when, not long after my 19th birthday - when I'd failed to get into university a second time - the row happened. And I suppose it shouldn't have come as a surprise to me when, after the...
About 10 years ago i got into the whole genealogy thing. As everyone usually does, i built myself a family tree and eventually got around to taking the DNA tests. Everyday i would get a recommended list of cousins i could communicate back and forth with. One, in particular caught my eye, jennifer, but i will call her jen for short. She was a few years older, but had the body and face of a 29 yr old despite being over 50. There was something special about her smile that intrigued me to read her...
I made my way to the sinks, my bare feet making little wet slaps on the misted floortiles. My shy steady steps echoing against the expansive shower area ,I looked around to see if anyone else was still there. I heard a far off locker close as well as a large heavier entrance door. A book bag sagged in a corner. Steam shone in a small irridescent cloud by an open window. Sherrie stood at the sink, her towel covering but highlighting the curves of her small ass. It always reminds me of two...
OK. So we have a beginning and it seems well received by a few. This story progresses and I only tell true stories. So on with the show (story). It seems now that I have sucked my brother and his friend, Eddy, that what people tell you they will and will not do is not true. Eddy must have had a big mouth, or my brother did, and within 2 weeks seems all their friends were more interested in me, when before I was the pain in the ass little brother. I was suddenly a very popular k** on my...
Saturday 8th February, 2020; 05:19 I hadn't slept well overnight. I tended to be a bit of a night owl at the best of times, but last night I'd been kept awake by my thoughts running wild about Holly's deal and the sex toys hiding in the box in her wardrobe. Had they just been an 'added bonus' for Holly to enjoy, or were Simeon Paydes International genuinely expecting her to promote those on social media too? She'd get banned if she showed that dildo on Instagram! But even if she just...
Since this story is my way of introducing myself, perhaps I should start with where I am now in life. I'm now 54 years old, in good shape, and pretty comfortable with my life. I'm married with two kids that are both in college, wondering what to do with their lives and going through the angst of transitioning from child to adult that we all go through. With the house to ourselves my wife and I are enjoying a level of physical intimacy that we haven't reached in years. We now are free to make...
Gay MaleSunday 9th February, 2020; 07:18 It took a suspiciously short amount of time for the boxes to arrive. We'd only informed Darby at what - half ten last night - and already there was knocking at the door. I was dressed in another of Holly's borrowed sets of pyjamas - this time a white top with 'Sweet' written on it in sparkly lettering beneath the faded picture of a cupcake and pink and white striped bottoms. There was no way I was answering the door like this to a postman - so it was...
I intended to be a good girl, I swear! But it was all her and our mutual faults! It wasn’t me, honest! All I did was dress in cutoffs, no panties, and a t-shirt and go about my business. They led me astray. First, she had to chat with me about my weekend and give me tips and pointers and descriptions that got me so worked up that I had to touch myself right at the front counter at work. The poor guy browsing books thought that I was all turned on by him! If he had stuck around after I declined...
TrueBethany didn't see her cousin Julia Johnson all that often, but she idolized her. The fact she was six years older set the stage, but Julia was also a sort of golden girl. She was in anyone's eyes beautiful, and she was also friendly, funny, and kind to her little cousin. When the families got together at Bethany's for Christmas (they lived in Scarsdale), Julia at the dinner table told of the recent developments in her life. She was in her second year of a Ph.D. program at M.I.T. in...
Bethany and Fred Sacks trusted Cyrus with the knowledge of their relationship, and Fred started meeting with Cyrus regularly, guiding the boy at the formation of his company. He had to get him at least a little familiar with the grubby grown-up details of intellectual property, venture capital, and corporations. To his credit, Fred took for his trouble only a 20% stake of the initial shares of the company (secretly assigning 1/3 of that to Bethany), leaving the remaining 80% to Cyrus. Cyrus...
Cameron was the most beautiful boy that I had ever laid eyes on. He was only two weeks from turning 11 years old. Cameron stood no taller than 4'10'' and maybe weighed 85 pounds, but he was amazingly cute with his dark brown hair and a speckling of freckles right below beautiful brown eyes and across his nose. He was wearing a white t-shirt with a pair of red GAP mesh jogging pants that had two thin sky blue stripes running down both legs and a sky blue 2 on the left leg right below the...
*I woke up to the sound of Disturbed’s “Haunted” playing. “Shit,” I thought to myself, “I gotta get up and get to school.” I hopped out of bed hitting “off” on my Ipod alarm. I walked in to bathroom, looked into the mirror and reminisced about how I went from a scrawny 5’1, 103 lbs little kid to a muscular 6’1, 165 lbs state wrestler. “Damn, three years of wrestling has really paid off”, I said to myself. “WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?” my mom screamed from downstairs. “Nobody, relax!” I yelled...
Here is the recollection of the third and final meeting with my wife’s boyfriend of many years ago that fulfilled our fantasy. A knock at the door and Jan called down from upstairs for me to answer. We were expecting Howard and he was right on time. I took him into the lounge. On his last visit I was sent upstairs and he finally fucked my gorgeous wife after all these years. Jan had agreed this time that provided she felt comfortable and I didn’t object, we would share her together. Howard...
I am Ram from Chennai, married and 28 yrs old. I am decent and above average looking man and always had an inclination towards mature ladies. This incident happened to me recently and I am still carrying on my escapades with her. Would appreciate your feedbacks on this submission.All those who are into financial services sector and telecom sector will exactly understand what kind of relation is there between sales department and operations/backend department. It’s of a cat and mouse. If sales...
Ok, on with this story. Fast forward now 6 years and I am now 16.Mom and dad and I went to the family farm in Kentucky. This is where my mother was raised. Small farm about 20 acres. I had aunts and cousins that lived in town, and we were about 10 miles outside the town. There were 2 horses and a pony on the farm, chickens, and 1 cow. The pony belonged to my cousin Sue, who was a year older than me.So one day Sue and I were out riding, she on her pony, and I was riding the big stud. We...
This Part of this Tale is dedicated to All No Matter what their Path in Life may be. Place all your Differences aside! Let Peace come to this troubled Planet of ours. Treat all equally! Standard warnings do apply! This Story does is not for the faint of heart due to the Transgendered/Transsexual Themes. If you are under the age of 18, BEGONE! This is not for your reading pleasure. The Dragon's Staff of the Master Druid By Lorraine B. Part 4 ? 2001 Lorraine B. The...
My young friend enjoyed the last waves of her orgasms and then looked into my eyes intently. I knew I was in for it.She got up and motioned me to do the same. We went into her bedroom where we stood face to face and she leaned in and tongue fucked my mouth, her arms working furiously between us to unbutton and unzip my jeans. She broke her kiss and slipped the pants down past my hips and yanked down my panties, bending down to get them below my knees.She stopped for a moment at that...
This is the sixth chapter of Cassie's Dream Date. In the first chapter, Cassandra (Cassie) meets Roger Wilson, author of "Love, Lies, and Lust," a story of transgender love. She's 30, and he's 40-something. She's a supermodel. He's average, dresses well, and has a nice car. They make a date to have dinner and go dancing later. Cassie gets his phone number written on her hand. After he leaves, she has a wild fantasy date, which turns out to be pure fantasy, as she had been daydreaming the...
Here is the recollection of the third and final meeting with my wife's boyfriend of many years ago that fulfilled our fantasy. A knock at the door and Jan called down from upstairs for me to answer. We were expecting Howard and he was right on time. I took him into the lounge. On his last visit I was sent upstairs and he finally fucked my gorgeous wife after all these years. Jan had agreed this time that provided she felt comfortable and I didn’t object, we would share her together. Howard...
Wife Lovers46. Dressing for the weekend "I'm dreading this," Malcolm admitted to his wife. Cherry looked at him with a frown. "Are you sure about that?" "Of course I'm sure, why the hell would I want to spend the entire weekend with Thornbury?" he countered. "Now try and be honest with me Malcolm," she said to him from across their bedroom. He immediately looked straight at her, wondering why she would say such a thing. "Just remember, I thought I was doing you a favour by not...
When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...
35 Dawn`s went on secondment, her last weekend. A lot of this is fantasy some is true, you choose the bitsIt was given me by her hubby normally a happy cuckold. Her company had “chosen” her to go on secondment to the USA and she was to fly on Monday and would be away for a number of months, he was devastated. Naturally they discussed it and decided what must be must be, it`s a harsh world out there, and they wanted the promotion that could follow. It did however mean giving up a lot...
Thanks P. for help with editing the story. SECONDHAND Another uneventful gray day of my life was coming to an end, and I had just closed the door and turned off the light at the back of the shop when there was a frantic knocking. A tall, white-haired woman in a long fashionable coat was standing outside, with two large black bin bags. I went up to the door and said, "We're closed! Sorry!" "What shall I do with these clothes, then?" the woman asked me, exaggerating her lip...
We lay there spent just basking in the afterglow , she asks if she can see the recording I look at her and see the state she is in and laugh she is all covered in sticky dried come ,her face, neck, tits, chest it was just amazing ,I loved it .She started to laugh too. I set up the video for us to watch , I ask do you want pop corn she laughs says you ass ole start the movie when I get out of the shower .Toni is all smelling nice and fresh now retouched her makeup and all ,she put on a sexy...
"I want to tease you. A lot".I smile. Emma's in her black lace underwear. The sight is already a tease."I'd like to see that"."Ian, I love your little stories. How they make me hot. How I'm feeling special reading them. Now it's my turn to give you that. And there are so many things I'd like to try with you""That's a very nice thing to say Emma... You know, these stories don't come out of nowhere. You have your part in inspiring them...""So I'll give you some more. Just wait here."Emma goes to...
Ten nanoseconds after the Big Bang by Charlotte Dickles Author's Note: All people, places and events in this story are entirely fictional, and are not based upon any actual person or event. In particular, WESA, the Women's Engineering and Science Association is fictitious and is not based upon with such notable organisations as WISE or WES. The story contains adult themes and you should not read them if it is illegal in your country. 'Did you see the way he looked down the...
It was already dusk when I got into my car. The radio was still on. Chumbawamba's "Tubthumping" was playing. "How appropriate" I thought to myself. The Radio gods must be telling me something. I pulled out of the driving singing, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You are never gonna keep me down..." As I drove, I rehearsed what I'm going to say to Chase. I'm going to tell him the truth. Well - a variation of the truth. I won't mention time travel or future events. I certainly...
I am Darshan from Ahmedabad, married and 28 yrs old. I am decent and above average looking man and always had an inclination towards mature ladies. This incident happened to me recently and I am still carrying on my escapades with her. Would appreciate your feedbacks on this submission. I am reachable on All those who are into financial services sector and telecom sector will exactly understand what kind of relation is there between sales department and operations/backend department. It’s of a...
Firstly I must apologize in advance that because of my English. I hope you understand my story well. That Friday, when mom came home from work, unpleasantly surprised me by saying that tomorrow morning Ill go with her into the cottage, because Dad has to work through the weekend, on an important overhaul companies, and that I and this way, not doing anything clever at home, so I could bass a little to help her around the garden. I was furious, but I still had to go with it. Late evening when...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am riding on the back of Matt Frawley's motorcycle. I press myself against him, and my breasts tingle as they tease his bulky, sweat stained back. We careen around curves on the Angeles Crest Highway, and we exit down a winding road into the National Forest. We roll to a halt in a gravel parking lot strewn with remnants of bikers' parties. Matt hides the bike in a stand of oaks. He puts his arm around my waist, and...
Secondary Education Chapter 2, The Trouble With PE By Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am rounding the last turn of the mandatory mile. Each footfall is unbearable. The sun, the smog, and the heat are relentless. Coach is screaming words I cannot hear over the blood pounding in my ears. I cross the finish line and collapse at his feet. "Get up, move around before you puke, Flowers." "I can't, Coach." It is too late. I retch on the ground at Coach's feet, a watery gruel. I...
Secondary Education By Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 3 Self Improvement Please email me a comment if you are enjoying (or not) my story. Our apartment is dark, hot and empty when I get home. I am a latchkey kid, and have been since my dad went to jail for the penultimate time, when he got his second strike for dealing meth back in '02. Now, he's in for 25, and I am sure Mom is heading back into custody for parole violation. In her waste basket I find used...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Please email me or post a comment if you like, or dislike my story. Thanks. Chapter 4 Initiation I wait in line at Target behind a squat Latina and her raucous brood. She barks shrill commands and threats, which they cheerfully ignore as they slip cheap toys into her already stuffed shopping cart. Her boyfriend ignores the anarchy as he adds an armful of last minute items to their tottering pile of goods. The cashier...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 5 A Hard Road to Ho. I awake alone, my limbs twisted in rumpled sheets. The tattered window shade flaps in a desultory breeze billowing in one moment, sucking against the screen in the next. The cheerful trill of a passing ice cream truck making its final rounds makes me hungry, and I drag myself from the bed. I look out the window into the gloaming. It's night. I have slept a couple of hours. The...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 6 Night on the Town I sit in the back seat of a speeding, SUV, wedged between two Mara soldiers. Jose's corpse lies under a bloody blanket behind us, his face obliterated by the pointblank blast from Antoine's shotgun. Hector drives the Escalade up and down Jefferson Boulevard, the uneasy border between the Crip and Mara fiefdoms, speeding past its many shuttered used furniture stores, but slowing as he...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 7 The Tipping Point The rising sun paints the smoggy sky over Los Angeles fuchsia. The air is dense with the smoke of distant wildfires. The breeze is already hot. It stirs the trash from overflowing garbage cans and sends it tumbling down the streets. Greasy food wrappers twirl in trash cyclones: In and Out, Jack in the Box, Weinerschnitzel. The sight makes me nauseous, and I choke back a gag. My eyes...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 8 Making Up My Incomplete I cinch a belt around the baggy waist of my Dockers. The pants' seat and thighs are just as tight as the waist is loose. My old boy clothes don't fit my new body. It is as Tyler, rather than Tyla, that I am re- enrolling, two weeks late, in Fairfax High's summer program. I wrap my boobs with an Ace bandage to squeeze them flat, and cover up my curves with tee shirt and a faded Kobe...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 9, Seeing No Evol Matt Frawley's arms are glistening in the slanting rays of August sunshine. He dribbles behind his back, wrong footing his defender. Matt deftly crosses the ball over, changing direction and bounce passes it to Antoine, who is streaking down the court on the fast break and scores an easy lay up. Matt whoops a victorious hurrah, and his blue eyes for a moment meet mine until he is distracted by...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 10 Reincarnation I am asleep in the arms of my Bodhisattva. He strokes my forehead. "Look within to find consciousness of the skandhas that survived your rebirth." I concentrate, and focus on a fuzzy, black and white image. "I was Private Flores, an American warrior in the jungle battles of Laos. I killed many and died filled with guilt and hatred. These passions survived inside me, and even they roil...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Is This Nirvana? Chapter 11 I awaken with a shudder. A fractured ray of sunlight pierces the crack between a pair threadbare quilts which have been hung as an makeshift curtain. From outside I hear the clamor of banda piped through the tinny speakers of a catering truck. A hot breeze wafts a rancid flume of stale cooking oil, jalapeno and stewed pork. I feel nauseous, and choke back a heave. I have mind-splitting...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 12, My Missing Pieces Oprah's over, Rikki Lake's not on yet, and Dr. Phil depresses me. So I flick off the television. I pick up a month-old "Us" magazine: Lindsey's back in rehab, Paris is busted for DUI again, same old, same old. I throw it back on the table and wish I had something to do. I am a high school dropout. During my convalescence after being castrated, I missed the start of school at Hollywood...
Secondary Education Chapter 13 Screen Kisses [email protected] This is a continuation of a sexually explicit story. If depictions of sex disturb you, or if you are under the age of 18, do not read this story. All persons and events depicted herein are fictional. If you like, hate or otherwise react to this story, please email me at the address above or post a comment to the site where you read it. Xoxox, TF I am squeezed between Ocho Loco and Hector on the sagging,...
Secondary Education Chapter 14 Betrayal [email protected] In Tyla's harsh demi-monde, how shall she discern the betrayer from the betrayed? Cautionary Note: This is adult erotic fiction (not fantasy) and should not be read by non-adults or by adults who are offended by violence or explicit erotica involving under-aged transgendered protagonists. All persons depicted are fictional, and...
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Free OnlyFans Leak SitesPlease note this is not mine, I found it online and loved the thought of it happening to myself. All credit goes to a_thing_for_rubber from fetlife.At 37 years of age Linda was not overly pleased with her sex life. Having had a few semi-serious relationships in her life none of them had ever lasted. She was not sure why, they just hadn’t. The outside observer could have guessed it had something to do with her fetish for latex and BDSM but the recent relationships had been with men very much...
"Hi, sweetie," he says. "Hi, dad. What's up?" I say breathlessly; I've been running for over an hour, and I'm just glistening with sweat. "I wanted to tell you that soon we will have aaa… visitor." He smiles, "I just got off the phone with Uncle Louis." "Uncle Louis? Are they going to visit us?" I pout since I don't like Uncle Louis nor Dirk, my stupid shitty cousin, "Well, actually, it’s only Dirk. He’s gonna stay here for a couple of days." "You’re kidding me, right?...
I'm running on the treadmill when my dad enters the room. I take my earpieces out; looks like he has something important to announce, otherwise he wouldn't be bothering me."Hi, sweetie," he says."Hi, dad. What's up?" I say breathlessly; I've been running for over an hour, and I'm just glistening with sweat."I wanted to tell you that soon we will have aaa… visitor." He smiles, "I just got off the phone with Uncle Louis.""Uncle Louis? Are they going to visit us?" I pout since I don't like Uncle...
Black skin is thick and lush, sensuous to the touch, like satin leather and velvet suede made flesh. There’s not one patch of skin on a white man’s body that remotely compares to nearly every inch of a black man’s skin. The first time I caressed black skin, it felt like a Corinthian luxury I shouldn't be able to afford. I craved it more strongly than Carrie Bradshaw craved Manolo Blahnik shoes. That phrase, “Once you go black, you never go back” is all about the feeling and texture of the skin....
You are fundamentally a good person, not many people would deny that. You are generally kind, perhaps even more so than the average joe. But inside there is a seed, a seed of something darker. Perhaps fantasies you are ashamed of, thoughts you wish you didn’t have, and certainly would never act on…or would you? Corrupting influence is about giving such people access to a little power, the ability to subtly control people, and nudge them in directions more to their liking. The catch to this...
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